Welcome to Lucerne, Switzerland. Probably the most gorgeous place I have ever been to. No exaggeration on that one.
As we get out of the train station we boarded a ferry to take us across Lake Lucerne. All around us were mountains and gorgeous, breathtaking views. Yaaaaaaaas is all I could say. Then my friends started singing Barbie Girl. I don't know why.
Today was the day of mass transportation. We took a train, a ferry, a tram up Mount Pilatus, and a cable car down the mountain. Not to mention, we took a bus around town. Oy. It was kind of funny, though, when we went up to the mountain, my pringles can got really inflated. So much that the top ricocheted off into my backpack. No pringles lost, don't worry.
At the top we met this lovely man playing some instrument that could only be described as the Ricola Guy instrument. See picture for understanding.
He was funny and asked, "American?!" as he could probably tell from our incessant giggling and obnoxious voices.
Mount Pilatus (yes, we made one too many pilates jokes while there) was awesome. The views were unreal, and you could even see the Alps from across the way. Unfortunately there were bees everywhere though. I know, even at that altitude. My friend Jordan got stung, but the people inside the gift shop area had sting cream. It must be a frequent thing.
Of course I bought a cute Swiss winter hat at the gift shop, even though it was really hot. Then one of my chaperones who happens to be my academic advisor asked where I found it. She then proceeded to buy the same one. TWINS. I have never felt more proud of my fashion choices. Mostly because she looks like a J.Crew model every day.
So Bern is the capital of Switzerland, and I got sunbern. So I think I win. Also, in Lucerne, there was a plaza that literally had chocolate and cheese shops right across the street from each other. Tourist paradise. And I had a genius moment when I figured out that Swatch is Swiss Watch. Mind blown.
A couple things I have noticed: many foreign people do not smile in pictures. The Swiss flag is square. And I still want a Vespa even though I would be killed if I used it to get around Boston.
peace.love.meep
-amyjoy
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